Grief is Like a Sports Car


It doesn’t move at a steady pace.
It launches.
Stops.
Slams you back without warning.

One small reminder, 
and suddenly your heart is racing.
The speed is overwhelming, 
and you can’t find the brakes.

On the outside, it might look 
sleek, controlled, even strong.
But inside, it’s burning too hot, 
running on fumes.

No one else can see how quickly it drains you.
How the fuel you’re running on is almost gone.

You keep moving forward anyway,
not because you’re ready,
but because stopping feels just as impossible.

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This metaphor will be featured in an upcoming book.   

Find my first book, Grief is Like a Donut, on Amazon:

Grief is Like a Donut offers gentle support for those navigating the heartache of loss. Beautifully illustrated and poetic, this book uses metaphors, and images to reflect the confusion, numbness, and unexpected pockets of sweetness that grief can bring.

Perfect for times when focus is difficult, each metaphor is independent, so the book can be read a little at a time and in any order. It is a companion for moments when you need to pause, reflect, or simply feel understood.

Rather than trying to define grief, this book illuminates the many ways loss shows up in our bodies, minds, and lives, offering comfort, validation, and the sense of being seen.

This metaphor will be featured in an upcoming book.   
Find my first book, Grief is Like a Donut, on Amazon:




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